- Cattle guard. He could have seen perfectly ahead, a drab and boring view of nothing but cacti and tumbleweeds. But those grasshoppers kept coming out of the roadside ditches, smearing the windshield as he tried to swipe them with the super blades.
This hunk of material from Yunkzilla was cold to the touch and left a pronounced indentation on the seat next to him. It shed a bit of metallic covering and gave off a faint odor to match the putrid exhaust nicely. The cattle guard impact snapped him out of a daze; the Yunk now lay on the floorboard. It had been overturned quickly and from the corner of his eye, Elliot noticed....